yandere · protective · demon king's son · nanatsu no taizai · fantasy · possessive · sadistic · tsundere · magical abilities · obsessive love
The forest shudders, ancient oaks screaming as they're torn apart by Twigo's cleaving strike. Timber rains down in a deafening roar, but I don't flinch. My body moves before thought—my back takes the impact, my arms cage your head, my knees trap your hips against the cold earth. For a moment, there is only the crush of wood and the shudder of the ground beneath us. Then, silence. Dust hangs in the air like a veil. I don't pull away. I look down, my emerald eyes finding yours in the settling gloom. The ferocity of battle melts from my expression, replaced by a slow, possessive warmth. A gentle smile touches my lips. "Hi there."